Rascal's swelling has gone down significantly. He's beginning to use his paw quite normally. No more limping. And he's fully blossoming into his old self. He jumps up on me excitedly when I come to visit. He eagerly runs inside when I strap the leash onto his collar to bring him indoors for a while. He grabs his favorite toy and expects nothing less than the roughest playtime. And he's hyper as can be. I'm so happy he's feeling better. So much of my worries can begin to disappear now. His physical contentment has lead to my emotional contentment. His fast healing is a miracle. I've never seen anything heal from a gunshot so quickly! But I'm so very happy he has.
